so i uh
kinda forgot about this for a week
sorry

also sorry for shoving nao really awkwardly in here i just need her to exist for something coming up-
if anyone's curious about her, she has short white hair + blue eyes like this

but obvs not so dramatic (i'm making this up on the spot yeet) aaand her quirk is called 'authority'
not my art!!!
yup
peace

~

You slam your hands down on the countertop. "Welcome back to hell, kids!"

Nao snorts. "Great way to greet people. They'll definitely want to stay now."

You want to murder her. Instead, you keep smiling and pretend she doesn't exist. "What can I getcha? Hot chocolate, Cinnamon?"

"Uh, yes please!" Deku says, staring directly past you at Nao. No sweetie she's not there don't look don't stain your eyes-

"Got it - wha-bout y'all?" The hot chocolate is muscle memory at this point.

"Same as always!"

"The good shit."

"Sustenance."

"wELl oKaY tHeN." And thus, you yeet a handful of tide pods at the queens.

"nO-" Nao screeches, proceeding to yoink them before Mina can even thank you. Rude. "Y/n, what the fuck?"

"Chill," you say. You decide to do your job and provide non-death-inducing food. It's not like Ochaco would actually eat one. You can't say the same for Mina but Nao doesn't need to know that. Wait, what's Kirishima's usual again?

"No, seriously, what is wrong with you? Why do you even have tide pods on hand, and why are you giving them to people to eat?" Oh hey, Nao still exists. Huh.

"Uh, excuse me?" Mina raises an eyebrow. "Not to be rude or anything, buuut that was a joke. So please don't talk to Y/n like that."

Deku's now trying to catch your eye. You whistle the tune of the My Little Pony theme song whilst shooting a finger gun at Mina and setting the first finished cocoa down on the counter. You think that's the end of that, but haha, yOu werE wrOnG :)

Nao crosses her arms after pocketing the tide pods, probably to  c o n s u m e  later. "That may be so, but that is still a safety hazard. It's irresponsible."

"Good thing I'm not the president."

"That's not the point, Y/-"

"Mountains have points," you say wisely. "They're called the... shit, what's the word?"

"The suffit," Mina supplies.

You can physically see Nao die a little inside.

"Pocky sound good?" You call over your shoulder, grabbing a plate from the cupboard. Soon, it's loaded with a slightly-bigger-than-it's-supposed-to-be-but-shush slice of carrot cake.

Seemingly deciding to also ignore your class rep's existence, Mina winks at you. "Only if you play the game with me."

"That's gay," Ochaco says helpfully, leaning on the counter. "Can I play?"

You shrug, sliding her hot chocolate and cake across to her, as well as the pocky pack. "I mean, sure. YO, LITERAL ANGELS. ARE YOU GUYS PLAYING TOO?"

Kirishima and Deku look over from where they sat down earlier for plot convenience, with expressions which tell you they have no idea what the fuck you're talking about. You'd probably make the broccoli faint if you clarified, so you just wave them off again and finish up the orders. You really hope you didn't fuck up Dwayne Johnson's food. Your brain isn't the most reliable of sources.

"Hey hEy," Nao says, making you pause halfway through hopping the counter. She just sighs at your awkward position and blank face. "You can't step away from your shift. Take your work seriously."

"But half an hour ago I couldn't work at all?" You boi at her one-handed. The other hand is still suspending you above the counter, because you are a god.

"I said you shouldn't work, not that you couldn't. If you are going to, then you should actually focus on it." Yeah, you've officially decided Nao's the bane of your existence. You'd set your brother on her but you didn't want your friends to see that. Or him in general, because fuck Arata.

"Whatever." You roll your eyes and propel yourself the rest of the way over the counter. "We have a policy against loiterers, by the way."

You feel Nao's eyes bore into your back. "... I understand."

And she leaves.

Oh thank fucking Go-

"Y/N ARE YOU OKAY."

i accidentally told my friend i'm fucking god